Hello! I'm back. School has started. Well actually, its starts tomorrow morning, but by the time this chapter is finished, it will have been at least 2 days tops into school. I'm not looking forward to it. And im probably going to use fanfiction as something to keep me from doing homework. So when my parents ask, "Why didn't you do your homework? You got detention!" I can say, "I was reading a beautiful fanfic about greek culture, im sorry." you get it? Percy Jackson? Eh. Instead of saying, "I was too lazy and enjoy pissing the teacher off." Hooray for the internet!

Jonah's Pov:

He knew. After all my hard work today to make sure they didn't know, he still knew. At first, a few tears fell, but even only a few can be painful. And that pain grew.

I wasn't crying for 2D knowing I had stolen. I was crying for the pain that was engulfing me at this very moment. It was the children. Damn them. They wanted freedom. They wanted me to sleep. And the only way the children could influence me, was by pain. "Stop! Please!" I begged them, even though they probably couldn't hear me. Before, I could speak to them just like I speak to my voice, but all the voices gave me horrible headaches, so I buried them deep into my conscience. Why did they want out? They never wanted freedom before...they could see the world just like I can, only through my eyes, they didn't wish to speak to anybody, even though they could. So, why now?

My cries turned into horrible screams as the blood in my head pounded in my ears. I noticed then 2D was trying to comfort me, fear showing in his eyes. "Please! Help me!" I begged him. I grabbed my head in pain, just talking made it worse. I could feel blood trickling down my chin now, and my eyesight became a blur. At that point I didn't care anymore if the children wanted freedom. I wanted the pain to end. So without thinking, I fell unconscious.

2D's Pov:

I stared in horror as Jonah screams stopped completely and she knocked out. What just happened? I crawled over to Jonah's sleeping body and carried her to her bed. She opened her mouth, and 3 blue clouds filled the room.

The clouds turned into figures I thought looked like children. My eyes widened in fear, "No! Don't take me to hell!" I yelled. One of the ghosts floated over and cupped her hand over my mouth. "Shh. You'll wake her." she whispered.

"Who- who are you?" I asked. The little boy ghost showed himself more and said, "We are young Jonah's protectors. At first, we were just keeping her alive..."

"But alas," the small girl continued, "she has found ways to control us. She doesn't want our help, and that's putting her in danger."

"Please don't tell anybody about us." the older girl pleaded. "Young Jonah will be so mad."

"Okay." I said, still a little bit in shock. This day has been so weird. The ghost kiddies shut up for a bit and sat next to me, watching her sleep.

"At the moment," the little girl said, "we are supposed to protect her while she is sleeping. But she doesn't trust us, anymore."

"Why?" I asked. But all three of them turned they're heads when Jonah stirred.

"Ugh! Why doesn't she sleep any longer? We never get any freedom!" the older girl complained. "Go! She's waking up, and she's not a morning person." the boy said. I stood up quickly and left Jonah's room, I saw the ghost dive into Jonah's head in time for her to wake up.

I wandered aimlessly down the halls, pretty bored and ultimately confused and shocked about those ghosts. You think I would have gotten used to it from Del, but no. I ended up running into Murdoc, and he was drunk.

"How could she ever like you? You little faggot." he slurred. He started throwing punches and I whimpered in fear. Damn, I probably sound like suck a pussy right now. Then, the blows just...stopped. I opened my eyes and saw Jonah. Holding Murdoc by the collar, and she looked totally pissed. She slammed Murdoc against the wall and started throwing punches. Murdoc whimpered in fear, god I hoped I didn't sound like that.

I stood up with a grunt, feeling the pain from Murdoc previous beating. Blood started dripping from Murdoc's nose so Jonah must have broken it or something. It was then I noticed that Jonah's eyes had turned bright red.

She started holding Murdoc by the neck, chocking him and he passed out. "Jonah! Stop!" I yelled, pulling her off of him. She glared at me and raised her fist.

Holy crap this chapter was intense. When I had wrote it out in my notebook, it didn't sound nearly as epic as this. Review, story alert. School started, and I HATE MY PRINCEABLE. We got a new one. She changed everything! And I have the worst classes. Ever. So, i'll probably be on fanfiction more often. Either to piss the teachers off or procrastinate. See that? I'm putting you guys in front of my education. That at least deserves some more reviews. ;) you know you want to...